Following something so false will indeed come at a terrible price. |
-Screaming To The Distance- by Keaton Foster Little troubles Breakable bubbles Waiting to be popped A pin prick away Such clumsy fingers Cannot grip Screaming to the distance Come much closer Within a required measurement Inches, feet, yards and miles Increments that must be stepped Distances that cannot be leapt There is no cheating the game Because all of the players Have no idea they are playing Screaming to the distance Proximity pleases his mind Lessoning the weight upon his spine His crooked back straightens out If even only for a moment in time He will wait for arrival Does he have any real choice Absolutely not one Why exactly Because he truly knows Because he understands Unlike most He will use it as an advantage Taking fools for rides In the trunk of cars Right off a cliff As they fall down Certain of their doom They will cry out for God Only he, the man driving Will find a way to answer He will say Yes my abducted child They will wonder out loud Why have you forsaken me They will of course get no reply At least not one That they are willing to accept Thus Little troubles Breakable bubbles Waiting to be popped A pin prick away Such clumsy fingers Cannot grip But that does not mean That he does not have his ways The distance once so defined Is no longer as clear Shorter the end is near Within just a few actions Impossible to retract them The truth of God cannot be denied Not the served God But the unquestionably real God Screaming to the distance At some point the answer will come Clarity and clusivity have become One and the same… Screaming To The Distance Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013 |